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Napoleon - Review


The experience of watching an epic silent film like Napoleon for the first time is already a draining one in itself – something that I haven’t felt coming towards me since I watched D. 946 more words

Film Reviews

Napoleon (1927)

Written and directed by Abel Gance
(number 361)

Okay so I sat down and started watching this and really rather enjoyed the first half hour/40 minutes. 626 more words


20.11.16 - Napoleon's Invasion of Southbank

“Shakespeare, Rembrandt, Beethoven fera des films…toutes les légendes, toutes les mythologies et tous les mythes, tous les fondateurs de la religion, et les religions mêmes…attendent leur résurrection exposée, et les héros s’entassent à la porte.”

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Film Travel

Silent Winter Going Into Spring

We are still only a few weeks into this new year and yet 2017 has already been a busy time for us at South West Silents; it doesn’t look like it’s going to slow down any time soon. 559 more words

#18. The Wheel (1923)

A lot of The Wheel, at least the first half of it, feels like the director’s veiled exploration of an incest fantasy – which is fine, I think, because the movie’s a masterpiece in basically every respect, I really loved it, and also I’m a big fan of artists being open about their sexual interests and exploring them. 614 more words

Revolutions, cycling and cinema

By far the most striking film I have seen in the last year was the restoration of Abel Gance’s epic 1927 Napoleon. Running at just over five-and-a-half hours (although in early screenings the film apparently ran to around nine hours), it is an example of the level of exuberant formal experimentation and stylistic refinement achieved by European directors before the introduction of synchronised sound film in the late 1920s forced filmmakers to adopt a far less dynamic aesthetic. 458 more words

Napoléon (Abel Gance, 1927)

One of the few films for which you can employ the term “epic” with absolute confidence, Abel Gance’s 1927 magnum opus Napoléon is a triumphant crescendo of the late silent era which cannot help but fill me with a certain resentment at the introduction of sound to cinema at all (or, at the very least, to the blockbuster). 374 more words